stolen from LJ secret
is there a bookstore in heaven?
is there a bookstore in heaven?
so the last time i had disturbing dreams, it was about my mom falling off a cliff and twitching at the bottom and me being involved in an death movie set with people being killed and hung like animals on meat hooks. it was at that point that i realized i needed to get out of the middle of certain gay people’s problems and let me live my life.
well, i think i’m at that point that screams “DO SOMETHING TO CHANGE YOUR SITUATION” once again.
last night i dreamt that i was at someone’s house setting up their VCR to play friday the 13th continuously. some other people were there, like my grandma, mom, aunt meg, kevin (who knows why they were there). suddenly, my cousin matt bursts in the door with a crazed look and a huge kitchen knife in his hand. he kills everyone but me, then chases me around the house with this huge knife, even cuts my arm. i remember being terrified in my dream. finally i somehow got him on the ground with me standing and i ended up kicking him over and over on his stomach til he finally let go of the knife, which i took. then i stabbed him in the back. take that, freddy krueger!
i need a new job, pronto.
i learned that my sanity is not worth $13.50/hour.
i learned what my dream job is.
i learned what it’s like to smile all day of my own volition.
i learned what white trash is, and that they’re living downstairs.
i learned what it’s like to be on the receiving end of a bumper.
i learned not to go over on my cell phone minutes.
i learned that having a car is expensive, but it’s annoying not to have a car.
i learned that alton brown is a god.
i learned that Camille’s Sidewalk Cafe makes THE best chicken salad sandwiches and tomato soup.
i learned that you can send out 20 resumes and get two interviews and zero jobs out of them.
i learned i’m striving toward mediocrity and it’s getting old.
i learned that it’s time for a change.
costs $1800 to fix. 🙁
i am not the happiest camper on the face of the planet.
in addition to my car being run into yesterday, i find out today that instead of an $800 paycheck, i get a $600 paycheck this pay period.
this is due to some over-compensation of vacation pay from the wedding. i was told that once i get my vacation pay for 2006 (reinstated today, 40 hours), they can just subtract whatever was overpaid and i’ll be good. apparently not. apparently i get $200 less this paycheck, and they can’t call me and tell me what’s happening.
let me tell you, i am this close > < to quitting. i am so sick of that dumb place and getting pay decreases and getting screwed up paychecks, especially when money is tight (like it is at this moment).
pics of the car tomorrow.